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[skulldox]

AF2022 - 01 Leo

Art Fight Piece for https://artfight.net/~Leo_artfight

[tojigasm]

Ok, but, cockwarming with daddy Jake😫😫

I'm drooling over this ask, I fear!

"You awake?" His voice is gruff, and you hesitate to answer, body stilling in tense and with a deep breath, you turn to him, keeping a hand on his arm to keep him close as he settles onto the mat of your hammock.

Jake had been gone on a hunt throughout the day, leaving before the dew had begun to dwindle on fresh leaves of the forest and back late passed eclipse.

"Thought i told you to go to bed." He's tired, His eyes are dark and heavy bags hang under them.

"Missed you," you taper off, eyes drifting to his chest.

He sighs, chest rising and falling heavily as he groups you into his arms, slipping a hand under your knee to pull your leg over his hip. "Please-" you gasp, jolting slightly when he ruts into you, the tip of his cock pressing against your soaked folds through the wet fabric of your loincloth.

"Missed you too, honey." he groans as the fabric runs over his bulge lightly, "Shit." Jake moans deeply, pressing his forehead to your own, "Gonna warm me up, baby?"

You nod with a whine because it's all you can do in the heat of your lust. And then Jake's sliding your lioncloth to the side of your sopping cunt, running the bulging tip of his cock up and down your folds gently, giving a few experimental pushes into your cunt before sliding into the hilt.

"Fuuuuuck," He shivers, burrowing his head into your shoulder as you moan, "You always this tight, kid?" he chuckles, thrusting gently as he pulls you closer to him.

Your mind is scrambled as you arch in his hold, eyes threatening to close as he settles into you with a groan.

"Feel good?" He soothes, pressing a kiss to your nose.

You nod with a small smile, snuggling yourself deeper into his hold in an attempt to rut against him before he's pulling you into him again, cheek resting against to his chest.

"Easy, easy," he coos, pressing a kiss to your hair, stroking a hand up and down the soft of your back, "Now go to sleep," he teases with a warm smile, "Daddy's tired, baby."

[honey-on-your-tongue]

Okay so ive got this idea its like a lot older jake and younger reader (like 20+) and she goes thru her first heat but she is very innocent and she doesnt know why does it hurt THERE and jake sees her going thru pain and asks whats wrong and she tells him it hurts there and she asks if he knows a way to heal her and when he takes off her lioncloth shes shy and closes her tights but the second he starts fingering she starts to moan and beg for more and he fucks her dumb ykyk🫣🤭I’ve tought of this while in the bus going to a dance competition lmao😭😭

I hope it went well in your competition baby!!

Dilf Jake to the rescue again 😩😩😩

Didn't proofread sooo if you see any mistakes, no you didn't

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You're supposed to be on your way to train, but it hurts. It feels like something warm is spreading over your body, making your womb coil with a burning ache, a wetness smear over your thighs. You've already missed over three training session with the oloeyktan, and you don't think he'll be particularly thrilled.

Yet, today, you decide that if anyone can help you, it's him. He's gotta be extremely wise if he's the oloeyktan, right? Jake Sully is no dummy, you're sure he'll know what's wrong with you.

As you approach the clearing where you always train, you catch a wiff of Jake's scent and it sends a sharp yearning through you, straight between your legs. You mewl, pressing your thighs together as the pain increases.

Jake smells you a mile off. You've missed your last training sessions, but he still waits at your designated place in hopes that you'll show. And, from the smell of it, you indeed will. The moment you step into the clearing, Jake realizes why you've been skipping your lessons.

You're in heat.

When you come into view, Jake can already tell you're suffering deeply. Your ears are folded back, your pupils blown wide, and the scent of your slick is sweet and alluring.

“Hey, kid,” he greets, trying to keep his cock from hardening at your scent. “What happened to ya?”

“It hurts,” you whine, making a face as you approach him.

“What hurts?”

You blush softly, shy, before moving a hand to your pussy and cupping it. “Here,” you say quietly, lowly.

Jake can almost feel his heart jump out of his chest. He's got two options: he can be the mature man he is and tell you, a 22 year old, exactly what's happening, and send you to Mo'at for some herbs to help ease the pain; or, he can be the horny ass he is and help you through your heat his way.

Either way, he figures, he's helping you. What's the difference between both if the outcome benefits you?

And, he decides, it wouldn't hurt if it benefitted him at the same time.

“Lemme see,” he says, nodding at the ground. “Lie down for me, yeah?”

You look scandalized and unsure, a little afraid.

“Come on, kid. Trust me,” he insists, and after a few more seconds of hesitance, you comply.

You lie on the floor, the soft grass tickling your back and your ass as you plant your feet on the ground. Jake kneels in front of you, undoing your loincloth and tossing it aside.

Your knees are pressed together, stopping him from getting a good look, and he says, “I need you to spread your legs, girl. Don't you want me to help you?”

You nod slowly and open your thighs, revealing your swollen, soaked pussy. Jake's cock twitches under his loincloth at the sight of your cunt, and he just aches to fuck you.

Jake's eyes grow predatory, his pupils dilating, and the way he's studying you makes you squirm, shy. You press your thighs together, murmuring something unintelligible, and Jake tsks quietly.

He grabs your thighs and pushes them apart, revealing your pussy once again. The scent of your heat is even thicker now, and it makes a soft growl leave his lips.

“How long has it been hurting for, girl?” he asks, one of his hands wandering higher up your thigh, inching towards your cunt.

You struggle to reply, “Days.”

“How many days?” he questions as his fingers brush over your warm cunt, rubbing against your clit.

You gasp, surprised, and then mewl quietly as the ache in your womb finds a drop of relief. “I don't-don't know,” you manage, nails digging into the ground below.

“I see,” he hums, running his middle and index fingers between your folds, spreading them open before teasing your entrance. “Luckily, this has an easy fix.”

“It does?” you question, voice breathy.

“Want me to show you?”

Your big doe eyes are wide, innocent and curious. You nod eagerly. “Please, Jake. Help me.”

He chuckles quietly. “Alright, kid. I need you to relax, okay? Take a deep breath and just talk with me, hm?”

“Okay,” you say slowly as his middle finger traces the edge of your entrance.

“I trust you know where babies come from?” he jokes, and you blush, big doe eyes avoiding his dark gaze.

“Yes,” you say shyly, and Jake slides his finger into you, making you gasp softly.

“Well, what's going on with you has a lot to do with the birds and the bees,” he says, curling his finger upward and touching a swollen spot within you that makes your legs jerk. “Your body is asking for a baby,” he explains.

Through the pleasure, you look confused. “Why?”

“You're physically ready to start having kids, and you're extremely fertile right now, which is why you feel that ache inside of you that needs to be relieved.”

You fold your ears back as he slides a second finger into you. “And will it go away—ah, mphf—after what you-you're doing to me?”

He chuckles softly. “No, you need to get withchild for it to stop,” he informs you.

You groan, somewhere between frustrated and overcome by pleasure. Jake's fingers are good, they stretch you open, his thumb pressing against a soft nub that has your hips trembling. But they're not enough. You need something else, something longer, thicker, something that can take the ache away.

“Need more,” you whine, baring your teeth. “Need more, Jake. Please!”

“My fingers ain't cutting it, sweetheart?” he tsks.

“Please,” you mewl, desperately trying to buck your hips against his hand. “More.”

Jake knows he shouldn't. He knows how wrong this is. But fuck, the way you're begging, pussy al wet and ready, and Goddamn, he really should reflect upon the consequences of his moral decisions. But after. After he fucks you.

He removes his loincloth, showing you his thick, hardened cock, the tip a dark blue and oozing precum. Your eyes gleam as you study his girth, mouth almost watering at the sight.

Jake asks, “You sure you want this, kid?”

You nod, your voice a breathy whine. “Yes, please.”

He runs the head of his cock between your folds, gauging your reaction, and when you shudder, he groans. He slowly slides into you, his cock stretching your soft gummy walls, and you gasp.

“Fuck,” Jake grunts as your cunt flutters around him. “So fuckin' tight. And soaked, too.” Your slick is dripping down his cock, coating his balls and smearing onto his hips when he starts thrusting into you.

You're whining beneath him, unable to even talk. Jake glances down at you, his eyes scanning your pretty face, the way your eyelids flutter shut, the way your ears are folded back. He can't even care how wrong this is anymore: he's just thanking that you're too innocent to prevent him from using you.

“Does it feel good, sweet?” he questions, your pussy squelching as your arousal dribbles out of you.

“Mhmm!” you gasp. You grind your hips against Jake's, pussy sucking him in, your womb feeling like it's on fire with each brush of his cock to your cervix.

And Jake smirks. “You poor thing,” he mocks. “Look at you, suffering so much.” He cages your body under his, dragging his tongue across your jaw. “Almost makes me want to give you a permanent solution to this issue of yours.”

You moan softly. “What—wh' d'you mean?”

He laughs, biting your jaw and making you gasp. “What if I were to give you a baby, hm? Put my child in you.”

Your eyes snap open, looking terrified. “N-no, we can't.”

“It's a solution for both of us,” Jake continues, adoring the look of fear on your face. “You get rid of your heat, and I get to keep you all to myself, huh?”

“But—the others,” you gasp. What will they say?

“I don't care about the others,” he says sharply. “I'm asking you what you want.”

Your eyes meet his. Beneath the predatory amber of his eyes, you see something soft and warm, something caring.

“What do you want, sweetheart?” he asks. “You want me t'fill you up?”

“Please,” you say softly, nodding. “Give me a baby, Jake. Please!”

Jake groans, his cock twitching inside of you at the sound of your plead. Your cunt is so tight, almost begging him for his cum, and he's more than willing to give it to you.

Your womb is ablaze with the need to be full, your body thrumming with desire.

You mewl and gasp unintelligibly, your hands grabbing onto Jake's arms and digging your nails into his muscles.

He lowers his mouth to yours, his heart racing because, without taking everything that you're already doing, this feels more intimate than anything else.

His kiss is soft and gentle, slow, and it makes your heart flutter in your chest. It's probably the way it all suddenly feels so passionate and soft that has your orgasm right on the surface.

You clench around his cock, body shaking, and Jake groans. “You gonna come for me, girl? You gonna come on my cock?”

“Mhmm!” you mewl. “Yes, yes!”

And then you can feel the pressure within you coil tight, so tight, and suddenly your orgasm bursts within you, your slick gushing out of you.

“That's it,” Jake groans, his own release so close. “Fuck, 'm gonna fill you up now, girl. Fuck,” he hisses.

And then he's coming, spilling into you, and you gasp, shuddering as his cum fills your womb. You're breathing heavily, chest heaving up and down, and finally the ache deep within you dissipates.

Jake kisses your forehead, chucking softly. “You feelin' better, honey?”

You nod, out of breath, and Jake moves to pull out of you.

You squeeze his arm, keeping him inside of you. “Stay,” you manage, breathing heavily.

Jake nods. “Okay.” He rolls you two over so he's on his back and you're on top of him, and he holds you tight to his chest.

You fall asleep to the soft sound of his beating heart.

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@kamcrazy123 @yagirlheree @sweetllamaparadise @neytirishottie @crazy4books1

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[mistyyyy]

How about a tall black reader who's father is a na'vi and mother is human causing her to have shading of blue on her arms and feet ( not t like vitiligo) and she has the same nerves sistem of na'vi and is taller than the avatar boys and is a super dom

Thinking about you

Oooh

I have two versions of this, I couldn't decide what to do but I think I made the right choice. The first one was peepee poopoo. sorry for not updating on this page for mooooonths but yall know how I do lol. It’s kinda meeehhhh, I need to ease my way back into smut lol

small blurb.

jake sully X black hybrid Navi reader

⚠️content:size kink, slightly perve jake, sub jake sully, jake m-wording (Tumblr is being very strict abt smut) abt you, HEAVY CHOKING KINK (creamin), embarrassed jake lol, small text

Pandoras sex symbol.

Or at least that's what Jake Sully calls you in his head. You were perfect, everything about you was perfect. The way your brown skin faded into the dark forest blue, the stripes in your body covering your strong limbs from head to toe. You were so fascinating. In a way, you reminded him of Earth, the good parts of it at least. From your human features to the way you wore your camo lioncloth. But what got him the most was your height. You were taller than most, maybe the tallest out of the clan, standing at a confident 9ft with the prettiest tight curly hair that mostly stayed in braids, wooden beads always sporting them. Your eyes were a little smaller than the regular Navi, but they were still that pretty amber he grew to love.

And that voice. Good lord above. He couldnt even count on his 10 didgets how many times he had goosebumps from it. It was deeper than the average womens, and he loved it. Especially when you talked in his ear after you pushed him into the floor by his neck. That with the combination of your strong thighs straddling him between your body. "come on sully, do better." it was a gentle scold, your accent causing his sweaty body to spasm under your heavy body, this movement making you drive him more into the dirt, hot bodies pressing into each other. "you're killing me right now.." he grunts, his hips pulling back into the dirt in hopes to not meet yours. "not yet at least." You pulled back, handing coming back from his neck with a cocky grin. You always won these competitions. Being born and raised here, trained by the RDA soldiers and the local navi before they got sent away. You were born to overpower him, even if he's been on the planet for 15 years.

He could never win against you, not that he wanted to, always ending up below you was his favorite part of the day. Every time the two of you would split up to go home, he didn't waste time pulling his matted braids up in a ponytail and stripping from his straining cloth. Dropping to his knees on his bouncy mat bed to grab the base of his thick cock. Impatient movements, he brought his hand back up to spit in his hand and back down to gently fist his tip. Frantic pumps going up and down his length with a drawn-out groan, head falling back as his free hand ran over the burning flesh of his abs, thick pecs until it found its way up the blue collums of his neck, holding it tight, giving him the light headed feeling you gave him a few times a week.

"fuck..aah shit" he cursed lazily in his native langueage, eyes fighting to stay open as his wet hand grips and twists the dripping head of his dick. Your hand around his thoat, tight even if it was a playful fight, you were so rough with him, always saying he could handle it. Fuck ,I can handle it. He squeezes his throat tighter, the pressure causing him to bite his lip, muffling his whimper as his warm seed squirts onto his fist, dripping down his fingers until it reached his tensed thighs.

Slowly grinding into his hand, letting his high settle, his eyes flutter open and looked down at the mess he's made once he came to a stop. Oh god, she'd kill me.

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[jboy44]

The panther queen and the Rusted knight.

In the market blake had vanished.

Yang " blake? "

Three little ten year old faunus girls shiw up. Blonde hair cat ears, one has gold eyes, one has blue eyes one has one gold eye one blue eye.

The kittens " hi we are penny pyrrha and alyx why are you looking fir our mommy 😸"

Yang head tilts " ...what?

Milf blake dressed in purple tiger skin jungle girl top and lioncloth oh I time traveled"

Yang nose bleeds ' .......okay...so who is there

Rusted knight riding on juniper killing a jabberwalker

Yang '....BLAKE YOU TIME TRAVELED AND BECAME THE RUSTED KNIGHTS BABY MAMA 💔"

Weiss "...... YOU MAN STEALING CAT......how was it?

Ruby " ...........hot

[babyxbluexmoon]

☁︎ love me instead ☁︎

Adult! Lo'ak! x HeartBroken! Fem! Na'vi! Reader!

Warnings: Depression signs, break up, Jealousy, Protective Behaviour, Not proof read.

synopsis : Y/n's lover broke up with her randomly after two years of being together, and soon to be mated. She fell heartbroken, and shut herself away from the clan and her closest friends, Kiri, Spider and Lo'ak. She was always close with them since childhood, but now spent her days in her hut, in her bed, hidden away. Until Lo'ak finally stepped up.

Another day, another lie in until bedtime and repeat. She hadn't eaten propperly in weeks since the break, hadn't moved an inch, and only drank when it rained on the leaf beside her hut, seeping through her hole for a window by her bed. She sure had gotten skinnier, her black, thick hair falling out slowly, the skin on her lips and around her nails peeling. Her ears always droopy. It was a sad sight at best. "Y/n?" She heard a faint voice from behind her hut door but she didn't reply. It was Kiri, again.

"Come on, Y/n... you can't survive in there forever.." she said softly and then sighed. "I love you, friend." Was her last words before leaving and Y/n just silently cried into the straw pillow under her head. The siund of her own sobs was pathetic in her ears, and she hated that all she wanted was Tai'unk. Her ex love. But who could blame her? They were so in love and he left her for another omaticaya.

Ten minutes had passed before another voice was heard and she sniffled, listening, trying to make out who it was. Too dark for Kiri, too light for mr. Sully who often came tocheck on her. "I'm coming in.". He suddenly said and she hid under her blanket, realising who it was. Her door slammed open, and towards her was footsteps, twigs crunching beneath his feet. "Come on Y/n, you stink. Up, now." It was olo'eyktans youngest son. Lo'ak. Her old best friend.

"Go away Lo'ak.." the girl mumbled but then gasped when her blanket was ripped from her body, and a firm hand grasped her shoulder, turning her onto her back. "Come on, you need a bath, swamp." he smirked. Shecould remember when they were young teenagers, and he left to the metkayinas. He truely did come back more stern. Especially after hisfather reclaimed leadership.

She gave an irritated expression as she was dragged through the clan, people gasping after not seeing her in months, and Lo'ak just kept pulling on her arm. "Come." He instructed, pulling her to the showers, and placing her under a water stream, letring her clean herself off. "See? Not that hard, is it?" But then he realised that she was begininn to cry. She had no motivation to clean herself, look after herself. "Y/n..".

Lo'ak, he hated how badly that pathetic excuse of an ex affected your brain. He wanted to be the one you cried over. He wanted to be the one you needed. Not him. He wanted to be the one you ran too, and cried too, and craved. "Y/n.. come here.." he took off his main armour and came under the water with her, only their lionclothes and her leaf top covering them. "I need a shower too.." he smiled at her slightly as he began to scrub her hair.

After their showers, he took herto get soem new clothes, and Kiri, who squealed and hugged her tightly at the sight of her best friend, provided. Her and Tuk made her a nice top, with leaves and beads. They also did up her hair, now nicely done downwards, woth a small ponytail at the back. Half up, half down. It had some braida running through, and a few beads.

"Perfect." Neytiri smiled and Y/n looked over. "Nrs Suli.." she greeted, and bowed her head slightly. "I see you." Neytiri spoke and patted her head, "you must heal now. My eldest will help you.". It was strange, nearing her call Lo'ak the eldest, but I suppose Neteyam was shot quite a few years ago now, so it did make sense. Y/n was never close to Neteyam, but they did get along well and saved eachother more than once.

"I-I know he will.. thank you.". Lo'ak was over the moon, he would have Y/n under his wing, to himself. Maybe once she recovered more, she would turn to him and no one else. Maybe he could confess. Maybe they could.. he just smiled and patted her shoulder, "follow, your ikran is missing you." He said and her eyesllit up slightly,nodding. "O-ok!". The two young omaticaya adults made their sway to the floating moutains, climbing, hopping, jumping. She rememberee this feeling well.

Soon her ikran wasin sight, with another young, but small adult beside her, feeding her. She looked depressed, which wasn't surprising considering she hadn't seen her owner in over three months. Spider spotted the two and smirked, "Hey Fiyomiki, look." He urged the banshee, and it turned its head slowly, spotted Y/n and roared loudly, charging forward and knocked her off the cliff, throwing itself off. As they fell, she looked at the beaat and giggled, grabbing onto it and connecting their braids.

"Oh shit!" Spider said paniced, but Lo'ak remained calm, "give them a second, bro." he spoke, and soon enough shot up a purple and yellow ikran, with Y/n on her back. "Ai! Ai! Ai! Ai!!" She squealed and Lo'ak laughed. "Yes! Atta girl, Y/n!!". He squealed on his own ikran, and off they took to the skies, and he picked up Spider, sitting the boy behind him who smiled at his old best friend,finally back in her element. She was always the best ikran flyer.

"I missed this.." she smiled, and then glanced bacl at Lo'ak before dropping down, soring through the skies, and soon shot back up, going into the clouds and she let out a breath. Hiswas her happy place. How could she have forgotten that of all things.. "Hey swamp." She scoffed at the name that Lo'ak spoke as he came up beside her. "Wow, you dont look dead anymore, woop woop.". He teased and she giggled softly, looking away from him. "Shush you..".

Hours passed of the three flying around, Spider turning into Lo'ak wingman, helping him flirt with the girl. Sunset arrived and they came back to the clan, landing and she hugged Fiyomiki's nose, nuzzling her. "I'll never leave you again, girl.. I promise." She whispered and Lo'ak gave a smiled befire taking her hand, "come, lets go and eat." She couls help but feel a skip in her heart at the contact. She hadn't hepd someones hand in what felt like forever, but Lo'ak's felt so welcoming.

They walked to where the clan was all eating, and shesat down between him and Kiri, and the two got chatting instantly, "I will have to take you to my grandmother, she would love to see you again." Y/n couldn't believe Mo'at was still living for her age, but she beamed at the idea. "Sure, Kiri.". What she was unware of, was a pair of eyes glaring at her across the way. Tai'unk.

Lo'ak however, he caught his staring, and felt a sting of confidemce run through him, and lifted his muscular blue tiger striped arm, slinging it over her shoulder. "Hey, you seem happier now. Did I make a good choice in barging in?" He asked, leaning to her level. She smiled slightly, taking a small bite of her food. "Yes Lo'ak, you did." She then kissed his cheek and his eyes widened slight, his heart thumbing in his broad chest.

"Y/n.." he then couldn't help himself, as he leant forward and gently pressed his lips on hers. He could feel the pealed skin, the coldness. It saddened him, but kissing her made it all better. She jolted and looked at him with wide eyes, her heartbeat quickening, but slowly her eyes fluttered closed. A bunch of feelings bubbling up in her mind and body at once. They felt famillia, like they were lost for so long and only now returning.

Y/n slowly realised she did feel this way before, but not with Tai'unk, but with Lo'ak before he left for the metlayina tribe to take cover from the sky people coming after them. She had the boggest crush on him, but he seemed to never return those feelings, so she pushed them down and after he left, she forced herself to push her feelings towards another person who acted like Lo'ak...Tai'unk.

Slowly she pulled away and the two stared at one another, bit then she saw Tai'unk get up and walk out, making Lo'ak smirk until theyboth noticed he was going towards Y/n's ikran. "No, Fiyo!" She shot up and ran for it. He got up and went after her quickly, and soon Y/n spitted him pulling out his blade, making her eyes widened. 'What is he doing!?' She thought, and jumped up, pouncing on him with a grunt as they tumbled to the floor.

They hissed at one another, before she spoke. "Stay away from Fiyo.." the female warned and then the male laughed slightly. "You look like shit.. guess you did really love me.." he mocked and she felt her heart sting for a moment. "Yeah I did.. and you left me..." she moved off of him and stood infront of her banshee companion, glaring at the person who shattered her heart. "Now your kissing Lo'ak? Wow, seems I had a right to think you'd get with him without me. So what, soon as I leave you cry to hi-".

"Dont even go there, Tai'unk!" Lo'ak suddenly errupted, and then stood infront of Y/n, glaring at the other male. They were nearly the same height, Lo'ak ever so slightly taller. "Shes been locked away for months because of you. You broke her heart. You made her waste her tears, all because you wanted more. What? Was she not good enough for you? Then why are you getting all like this? Leave you for me? Shit man, you left her, someone who was ready to mate with you, so you can go to eywa with that idea." He snarled.

Y/n watched the two males face one another and felt her bresth hitch, but then she spoke, something hitting her brain. Something Lo'ak said. "Wait you actually care..?" She asked suddenly and the two males looked back at her and tilted their heads. "I kissed Lo'ak.. but we are no longer together.. you are mated with Guri'anoi.. why do you care so much..?" She asked and he sighed, looking down athis feet.

"Bcause he likes you loving him, longing for him, Y/n." Lo'ak answered, and Tai'unk didn't even try to protest. "You need to love someone else.." suddenly he walked over to her and took her waist gentle, looking at her with longing orbs. "Love... 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑑.." he begged softly and she felt her breath hitch in her throat, before letting out a soft breath. "I think.. I think I loved you before.." she said softly, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"And I think I'm falling for you again.." she cupped his cheek, and he smiled, then turned to the irritated looking Tai'unk. "You heard her.. leave." He snapped and the other male growled at them before walking away, leaving Y/n to hug Lo'ak tightly. "Be patient with me.. okay..?" She asked softly. "I know Y/n.. just know I love you.. and I see you.." he said softly and kissed her head. "And I accept you need time. So I'll wait for you.".

[celestial38]

Disclaimer;; this is all fictional!! This is my interpretation of what I believe the ash people would be like and also how Jake would be mourning the loss of two people, while learning to love again.

Summary: After the death of his wife and eldest child, Jake takes his three remaining children and heads to the northern side of Pandora, the isolated territory of the fire clan, the tribe who can bring people back from the dead.

When he meets the princess of the Ash Tribe, he must now choose between opening his heart and letting someone fix him, or to have the opportunity to seek out his two family members he still wishes to see everyday.

Jake felt the stares from the surrounding Na'vis, hand clutching his youngest daughters' as she stayed close to his side. "Dad?" She said looking up at him, her eyes glistening with a worry tint.

"It's okay, just be calm." Jake said as he looked back at his other two kids, both with their hands out to show they meant no threat. Kiri had her mothers lioncloth wrapped around her waist, as Lo'ak had his brothers neck pierce, both bearing a pained expression.

It's been a year since the passing of Ney'tiri and Neteyam; both having been fatally wounded by Quaritch and Lyle who, in return, vanished without a trace, leaving behind the pain of losing two people.

As their feet touched the once grassy area which was now ash and dirt, trees that were once a beautiful color now only branches, but the bioluminescence of the glow worms had made up for the lack of color and light.

Jake forced a smile out, trying to reassure everyone that he meant no harm as he searched through the crowd of people for the man he came to see, Äoa.

As Lo'ak and Kiri both got closer to their father, the stares from the greyish Na'vis making them feel uncomfortable. "I'm scared." Tuk said, her arms wrapping around her fathers forearm as she clung a bit.

Kiri placed a gently hand on her shoulder as she assured her that everything would be fine, having been practicing those words on their long journey over here incase someone would need them.

As it felt like an eternity, a shorter man approached the four with his arms spread out to show he meant no harm as well. It was Äoa. Hanging off his shoulders was the traditional chiefs garb decorated with bones and small wooden arrows, on the shoulders part was large feathers that connected to a wooden structure to keep it up right.

"Äoa was the chief of the Ash people, the skeletor tribe."

"I see you, Äoa." Jake greeted the leader, doing the familiar hand gesture. Äoa returned it before immediately pulling the other into a hug, Jake returned it. He hadn't remembered the last time he was given a hug.

"Jake Sully." Äoa said after releasing the other. He was at least a foot shorter than Jake, but his structure was definitely outweighing everything else. His arms had many markings and tattoos on them, eyes red as crimson blood and his ears were stuck up and pointy, a scar down his left eye. His skin was rough.

"I knew him as a tough leader."

Some of the Ash people had gotten closer now seeing as their chief was almost pleased to the Sullys, but as a path way began to emerge, an older lady appeared as she walked slowly and on alert to see what was happening.

"Although Äoa was known as the sadistic ruler, it wasn't him I was afraid of."

"I see you, Sänume, Tsahik of the Skeletor Tribe." Jake now acknowledged the older women, who in return greeted him back. Jake felt himself ease up as she did, not knowing how the two would feel if he was to ask for Uturu.

"Why do you come to us, Jake Sully?" Äoa said, the question Jake was trying his hardest to avoid a bit longer. The Olo'eyktan and Tsahik both stared at Jake, having been purposefully kept out of the wars and battles to not hear bout Toruk Makto losing his mate during a battle. So, when Sänume noticed the children had no mother present, she felt herself hold onto Äoa forearm.

"We seek Uturu." Jake said after a few moments of hesitation, looking between the two as he didn't want to offend either one when directing an important question.

"Uturu?" Sänume said, her ears twitching in confusion as she gestured to her village and then his youngest. "You do know what we are known for and you wish to expose your children to this?" She said.

Jake did know, he knew the Skeletor Tribe was notorious for bringing people back from the dead and their sacrifices they did for Eywa, being here was the safest option he could think of. If he could, he would've went to Tonowari and Ronal south of Pandora, near the water where the Metkayina reside, but he took a chance here.

"I do, I just want to keep my family safe." He said, picking Tuk up who was gripping at his arm even tighter than before, the exhuastion hitting her from having been flying for over ten days.

As the crowd parted ways once more so the clan leaders children could come forward, the first was a boy who had to at least be two years older than both Lo'ak and Kiri. His face resembling his father with the same scar down his left eye, arms covered in markings and occupied in his hand was a spear. His hair was braided and thrown over his shoulder, a few beads being interweaved throughout it to decorate his hair.

Coming from the opposite side was another boy who had to have been the same age as Lo'ak. He eyed the two behind Jake, both of which who returned the glances back at both of them making one of them smirk in amusement. Kiri kept their gaze. This boy having more beads in his hair than the other and his body having little markings and no scar on his face, he was also accompanied with a spear in his hand as the lower half of it dragged on the floor. If you looked too quickly you would think they were twins.

Just when you think the clan leaders only had two boys, appearing suddenly next to Sänume was (Y/N), her eyes piercing directly at each and every one of them on high alert. Even though their equipment was placed on their banshees from behind, (Y/N) still did a double take just in case.

Her white hair was braided down to her lower back with many pretty beads interwoven at the tips of them, courtesy of the many children of the village who liked to practice different styles on her. The chest piece she wore was a midnight black mixed with a hint of blue covering that was made to look like little branches and vines, that just so faintly and up close, you could see ridges in them, almost looking like she took veins out of someone and placed them on her chest.

The thing that made Kiri and Lo'ak flinch back was the fact all three of the kids had red eyes that looked like blood.

(Y/N) walked closer, but stopped, her eyes having now moved to the older gentleman carrying a young child. Curiosity was killing her, so, being the polite one she was as her parents further discussed the situation at hand, she greeted them. "𝘖𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘦" She said, her voice almost dripping with a honeyed tone, it made Jake drop his gaze, but quickly compose himself as he did it back. The kids returned the gesture as they felt more comfortable with her than the two boys.

Finally, after deliberation, Äoa turned back motioning with his hand to the small group of villagers who were there. "Toruk Makto is a great war leader," He started off. Jake could only look, already preparing for the worse, tightening his hold on Tuk who could barely stay awake. "He and his family will stay, treat them as our family. Teach them our ways and show them the true Skeletor values." Äoa looked over at male before sticking his hand out to the three children.

"My daughter (Y/N) and sons, Fawn and Ay'u, will show your children what to do." He said after pointing to each one of the kids beside him.

Fawn, who was the eldest, went to object but was immediately stopped by a warning gaze from his father. He groaned in annoyance, but (Y/N) on the other hand couldn't but help but smile as she picked up one of their bags. "Come, I will show you to your new home."

Jake set Tuk down, as he placed a hand on her back. "Now, what do we say?" He said looking at his three kids. Lo'ak let out a soft 'thank you' as Kiri did too, but Tuk being Tuk, she said it out loud causing Sänume to give her a gentle smile.

The four of them followed (Y/N) into the village to start their new life.

[sorcerous-caress]

I come bearing gifts

He's as thick as a ruler but by god am I willing to commit crimes just for a bite.

Honestly, the outfit is too powerful, I wouldn't be able to focus during his fight and throw Gale off the roof by accident.

Also lowkey, the lioncloth reminds me of this monk outfit from the mod "scantily outfits"

[xundeadqueenx]

COMPUTER IN LOCKED BACKROOM OF COLD WAR SAFE HOUSE

So, there is a computer in a locked area (that you can unlock by solving a code thats on pieces of paper scattered around the safe house) in the Cold War campaign safe house. And like in Black Ops 1, theres a computer that is logged into Mason’s account. And just like Black Ops 1, you can enter into some old computer roleplay games. AND SO I LOG ON INTO THE COMPUTER AND THIS IS THE NAME OF ONE OF THE GAMES “LEATHER GODDESS OF PHOBOS”

YOU CHOOSE WHAT SEX YOUR CHARACTER IS BY WHICH BATHROOM YOU CHOOSE TO PISS IN

AND IN THAT BATHROOM YOU ARE TAKEN INTO ANOTHER DIMENSION WHERE YOU ARE THEN IN A LAVISH PRISON CELL AND ARE IN ONLY A BRASS BIKINI (if your character is female) OR A BRASS LIONCLOTH (if your character is male)

So I type in the prompt “masturbate” because clearly its some kind of kink sex game but then it says this

Later on you find another person (THE PERSON IS EITHER TIFFANY OR TRENT BASED ON WHICH BATHROOM YOU CHOSE TO GO PISS IN)

And naturally I type “fuck Trent” to see what would happen because again, its acting like a sex game

I havent gotten farther than that but its fuckin hilarious that this even exists

[loaksloversblog]

HII BBYS !! i’m currently writing a lo’ak x reader story on wattpad , and one shots !! send recommendations for stuff you would like to see ! here’s a sneak peak 😉

Y/N POV:

   we decided to stay at my house tonight. Everyone else is at the community feeding pod. I take lo'ak in my room, changing into sleepwear because we are staying in tonight. he brought one of the movie players from the RDA lab , and some classics his dad used to watch back on earth . We decided to start setting up . "love , have you eaten today ?" he says to me . "i haven't eaten much , but there is some food in me." i respond with . "let's get some snacks before the movie , okay ?" he says , and i agree . He offers to get them , and brings back some fresh fruit . He knows me so well , they are all cut up and in small portions . I ate some , but not the full plate .

I was kind of nervous eating around him . i know i have issues with eating , but i don't want to put that burden onto him .

After a while of watching this super unrealistic, but yet intriguing movie called iron man or whatever , we snuggled up . until he just wacked me in the face with a fucking pillow . "Lo'ak ?! what the fuck?!" i said , looking at him with a silly confused expression on my face . "what ?? you can't have a sleepover without a pillow fight !" he said back , squaring up with me . "oh it's on." i say , standing on the bed whipping a pillow at him . He's so much bigger than me , so he didn't hesitate to block every shot i tried to take . Eventually , i resorted to tackling him . I jumped right at him , trying to use my weight to force him on the bed and continue beating him with pillows . He just ended up catching me ??? he's so fucking strong . i always thought it was hot before , but it's gunna be an issue if i always lose our pillow fights . He threw me back on the bed , but making sure to be gentle. Probably less than half his weight is holding me down . I cant help but admire his perfectly toned body , and i start to feel a ripple of heat move from my core down my legs.

    I try to reach for another pillow , but he just grabs my hand and pins them above my head . His playful acts were innocent at first , but the tension between us has built up now . We sat in that position keeping eye contact with eachother . it was like a magnet was pulling us together . His eyes are so beautiful . The most precious thing i've ever seen . I cant tell what he wants in this exact moment , but all i know is i want to eat this man alive .

    He soon breaks out of the eye contact , kissing me hard and passionately . That same warm flush moves from my core in between my legs again . I place my arms around my neck , pulling him closer and kissing him harder . he moved closer to me , and i can feel his hard cock though his lioncloth on my thighs . I understand it's too soon , I KNOW we can't , but god i cannot wait until he can fuck me sensless .

   He moves his kisses from mouth to neck , being gentle but more agressive than last time . i'm not complaining though , i kinda like it this way . He moves his hands up and down my body , almost like he's trying to feel every part of it . As he's kissing and nibbling my neck , i feel a sharp pain . I wimped at this feeling , and he backs up . "Shit , are you okay love ?" he says . He notices i'm bleeding , and starts apologizing immediately . In all honestly , that was fucking hot .

   I sit up and look at him , debating on if i should say what i want to say . I don't know what animal lo'ak as unlocked in me , but i feel fucking feral . "do it again ." i say , and i can tell i'm giving him fuck me eyes .

   "wait , you want me to ? you want me to bite you again ." he says , looking at me with a confused but excited expression . "yes .. is that weird ? it hurt but , it hurt good ?" i'm kinda nervous at this point , wondering if i said the wrong thing . "as long as your sure princess , i'll do anything to please you ." he says with a smirk . he lays be back down , continuing with aggressive kisses on my neck , chest , and shoulders . When he moves to my right shoulder , i feel that same pain again . That pain that made me feel like i was gunna fucking explode , and i feel his fangs sinking into me . I whimper again , and he starts licking up the blood that's ever so slightly coming out of his bite mark . He moves back to my face , towering over me with the most dominant but gentle look . He places a kiss on my forehead , and starts to untie my top .

   God , im fucking feining  for him . All the nervs from our first time exploring eachother are gone , and we just want to devour eachother , but we can't mate . not quite yet .

    He palms my tit , squeezing it aggressively while sucking on my other nipple . He begins to pinch and nibble , causing me to whimper even more than before . i still feel the heat and tenderness from the bite on my neck . "you like that , don't you ?" he says with a smirk . "fuck lo , i do ." i say back , trembling in egarness for him . "lo is cute , i like that" he says . he moves back up my body , continuing to kiss me more . i can feel him , as hard as a fucking brick . he starts grinding again my pussy , and even with both our tewangs on , it feels fucking amazing .

   He wraps his arm around me , continuing to grind slow and hard . I'm debating on just begging him to pound me till i fucking cry , i need him .

   I can tell this feeling is pleasuring him too , as he is breathing heavy in my ear . it sends shivers down my spine , knowing i'm able to give him pleasure just by being here . I kiss on his neck , getting even more aroused by the sounds he's making . I cannot help it , i have no control over my actions anymore . i sink my fangs into his neck , gentle enough to draw blood . fucking ewya ,  this is hot as fuck . i watch as the blood trickles down his neck , until i lick it up . I can tell he's surprised by my actions , but i can also tell he's turned on by them too . i feel his dick pulsating against my clit , almost like all this foreplay has him close to an orgasm . I cant lie though , i am too .

   We just kept gripping eachother while grinding . I scratched his back so hard i left marks , i just can't take this tension anymore . I push up , throw him down on the bed and sit in him , feeling the imprint of his brick of a cock . I continue to grind against him hard , hitting my most sensitive spot continuously . Im breathing heavier , and he is too . "fuck lo , i think i'm gunna , cum ." i say , barley able to get these words out if my mouth . "do it love , be a good girl and come for me , year ?" he says . these words make me tingle even more than before . so i use his dick as my personal toy , grinding against it for my own pleasure . as much as i'd love to think about how he feels right now , i can't . "FUCKKK" i yell , shaking and squirting all over him . I lay on him , for just a second to put myself back together . As soon as i'm able to sit up without trembling , i grind on him even more . his loincloth wet now from my squirt , allowing him to feel even more pleasure. "don't stop y/n , your gunna make me cum." he says , trying to hold back his moans . i continue this motion , even faster and harder , i fucking love hearing him wimper and moan . It doesn't take too long for him to finish , adding even more fluids to his loincloth .

   I hold his hand as his whole body shakes , finally experiencing that long awaited orgasm . He sits up , gives me kiss on the forehead , and cleans us both up . he brings me a t-shirt of his , he used to wear it to sleep back home . It was from the RDA camp . I put it on , just admiring his sent . I immediately get up , and just hug him . I cannot express how this man makes me feel , sexually and innocently . I hug him tight , and long . "babe , are you okay ?" he asks . i look up at him shedding a single tear . I say to him with slight fear in my voice , "yeah , i'm okay i just-" and i almost cant get it out . he holds my face , reassuring me obviously conserned . "i'm just falling in love with you." i say . His ears perk up with a grin on his face , and he responds with , "it's okay , im falling in love with you too."

|are you guys sweating or is it just me ???? i hope you enjoyed because GOD DAMNNNNN i'm sweating . i love all you pookies ! more chapters to come soon and regularly 🫶🏽|

[askmacan]

Macan how do you hold your belongings without pockets? Do you hold them between your pecs? Do you let Nomad keep things there?

"I don't carry much besides my wedding ring, and nothing is allowed in the wrestling ring."

"If I'm out shopping with Bathym or whatever, putting stuff between my pecs works."

"Everyone just tells me to use "regular pants" and "pockets," but I do what I want."

"I like my lioncloth. It's comfy and also contains my rule."

"Also Nomad doesn't usually leave much at my place, but I steal his clothing and put it on. Then he has to come get it back. It's hilarious."

[yautja-lover]

Prey or Mate? - Angst/Fluff One Shot

Feral! Predator x Dahlia! Human

Summary:While Dahlia is in town getting groceries with her dog,Red Cloud her grandmother,Naru is aware that her time is coming to an end. So she goes on her final hunt and reunite with an old friend,the Feral Predator that she encountered back in 1719 of September. Dahlia's grandmother tells her story while she's on her death bed.

Author's Note:Inspired by the Prey (2022 film) this one shot is set in two different time frames.

September of 1762 The Great Plains

The elderly woman has been tracking the bear down for the past two days now, quietly sneaking up on the giant fuzzy creature from higher ground as she readys her bow & arrow.. unaware of the other bear that's been lurking behind her, until it let out a ferocious roar. Followed by the familiar clicking sounds of tusks, coming directly from behind the larger bear that made an attempt to attack the woman.. but the bear gets attacked by it's silent and deadly eight foot stalker instead, catching the much smaller of the two bears attention by it's mate's growls. While the unseen being takes on the bear with it's bare hands, the other bear charges at the elderly woman as she aims her bow then releasing the arrow towards her prey.

Once both bears were down the Feral Predator drops it's cloak revealing himself, as he roars in victory before placing it's clawed hand on the woman's shoulder and shaking in greeting while speaking in it's language "gkaun-yte.. oomani-di" as it clicks in between. A smile appeared on Naru's face seeing an old friend one last time before her time is up but their reunion was cut short as she collapsed.

The Family Cabin

Dahlia just pulled up and parked her truck before getting out to grab the groceries from the back while her dog, Red Cloud jumps off of the vehicle barking as the two of them head inside. "Grandma, I'm home!" Dahlia shouts, as she puts away the food "Grandma..?"she called out, when she didn't get a response.. except for some clicking noises and movement coming from upstairs, earning a growl from Red Cloud as the two slowly but cautiously head towards the stairs. Grabbing a bo-stick from the closet before ascending up the stairs, Dahlia moved silently as possible while controlling her breathing so she doesn't give herself away to the intruder.

Once she reached her grandmother's bedroom, which is where the sounds were coming from and what Dahlia saw was Grandma Naru laying in bed with the intruder at her bedside. Except the intruder wasn't human.. it didn't even lool like it's from this planet. It stood at least eight feet tall and it was clearly built with black and brown patterned reptilian-armored like skin, it's fingers were tipped with large claws and wears minimal armor.. mainly in the form of it's wrist bracers, a lioncloth and belts to carry all of it's equipment. It also wore a large beige helmet resembling a skull of an alien creature while the mask is covering most of it's face, it was still able to show off it's large mandible jaws.

Dahlia stood frozen in the doorway staring in both awe and fascination at this large bulky being.. it wasn't until Red Cloud's barking that woke Dahlia from her trance "Get away from my grandmother!"she shouted while getting in a fighting stance with her bo-stick in hand. The intruder cocked it's head to the side and clicks, as Dahlia gets ready to attack the creature spoke in it's language with a series of clicks while raising it's clawed hands in surrender "luar-ke r'ka" then points to her grandmother and speaks again "yeyin.. oomani-di.. dtai'kai'-dte bpi-de." Dahlia spoke again, unaware what the intruder is trying to say "I said, 'GET. AWAY.'" she said through gritted teeth causing it to lower it's head, clicking it's mandibles together and raising it's clawed hands up in surrender while slowly backing away towards the window.

Once it was on the other side of the room Dahlia rushed over to her grandmother's bedside taking the intruders place "Grandma, are you alright?!"she asked in a panic and worried tone, "Dahlia, my little moonfire." Grandma Naru said quietly. The reptilian creature watched over the two, closely as Dahlia fretted over her grandmother's health "Ssh.. don't fret child. My time has come, but I have a story to tell you.. it was the month of September in 1719-" and so Grandma Naru told her granddaughter, about what happened forty-four years ago.. how Naru was so determined to prove herself of a worthy hunter for her tribe, that one day during a failed attempt to hunt with her dog she witnessed a cloaked Yautja ship pass through some stormy clouds and mistook it for the mythical 'thunderbird' believing it to be a sign that she was ready for her 'Kuhtaamia'. She also talked about her first encounter with a mysterious creature that was stalking the forestry, that she witnessed it take down a grizzly bear with it's bare hands and explained how her and her brother, Taabe ended up getting captured by the French voyagers and used as bait for the mysterious creature that she later found out was called a Yautja Predator.

The same Yautja Predator that's in Grandma Naru's story is the same one that saved her from the two grizzlys and brought her back, he is known as the Feral Predator who's now perched up in a tree just outside Naru's bedroom window listening in.

After Grandma Naru finished telling her story and spoke her last words to her granddaughter, the Feral Predator sensed that the little ooman's mood has changed he could smell the sadness and.. grief and he knew that his oomani-di warrior companion has passed away, bowing his head as he spoke "n'dhi-ja.. dhi'rauta.. sain'ja."

Naru u'sl-kwe.

4 years later... September, 1766

The night that Naru had passed away Dahlia cried and mourned over her grandmother's death before burning her the next day, Naru's gravestone was placed right next to her brother's and Dahlia's parents tombstones. Dahlia was now alone and the last remaining from her family bloodline, aside from her dog Red Cloud who refuse to leave her side and follows her everywhere.. but she wasn't completely alone, the day after she buried her grandmother when she went to visit Naru's grave she noticed that a skull of a grizzly bear was mounted ontop of it.

Remembering what her grandmother had told her that Yautja would often keep the skulls of their kills, like a trophy and how she mentioned of the grizzly attack with her first encounter of the Feral Predator. Dahlia drew the conclusion and figured that the skull that's hanging there as a memorial monument came from the Feral Predator himself, entranced on how clean the skull is she traced her fingers across it admiring and left it there.. she could feel a set of eyes watching her. It didn't feel unsettling like would for most people, instead it brought her a sense of comfort that something was watching over her but still kept her distance like the Yautja Hunter kept his distance not wanting to scare her.

As the days went by Dahlia would often find little trinkets left around her property and the days would turn to weeks into months, one day before the harsh winter would start she left out a few heavy blankets for the creature to keep warm.. the next day the blankets were gone and her stash of firewood was completely full that would last her until spring hits, plus her freezer was full of meat. When spring did come the heavy blankets that she left out was folded and stacked neatly at her doorstep with a strange looking skull sitting ontop of the covers.

The months turned to years and the two grew closer, Dahlia learned that whenever he would call her "luar-ke, r'ka" which translates into 'moon' and 'fire' in his language.. since he had trouble saying her actual name, which alarmed her a bit cause he already knew of her. He then further explained that whenever he would come to Earth to hunt with her grandmother, she would often talk about her only grandchild he wasn't sure if it was because of the respect that he had for Naru or something else but he felt the need to protect Dahlia as a child.. which explained why whenever someone would bully her or a when another male would disrespect her, they would either turn up missing, avoid her or even apologize for what they did.

Dahlia found out that her theory of the skull on her grandmother's grave was correct and that the skull of a grizzly bear was the same one that Naru killed on her last hunt, she also found out that by leaving out the blankets for the Feral Predator.. he took it that she was interested in him and started courting and taking care of her, by cutting up trees for firewood to keep his 'ooman' mate warm and fed by stocking her fridge up full of meat from his hunts. Then returning her blankets along with one of the trophies from his skull collection, which happens to be what he called 'kiande amedha' which means hard meat an Xenomorph when he completed his 'chiva'.

Accepting the Feral Predator to be her mate, Dahlia knew that everything would be okay.. that she would be okay, because she was never alone and will never be alone. Cause he would always be there for her.

Yautja Language - English Translation:Feral to Grandma Naru

gkaun-yte - hello

oomani-di - human woman

n'dhi-ja - farewell/goodbye

dhi'rauta - cunning

sain'ja - warrior

u'sl-kwe - final rest (death)

Yautja Language - English Translation:Feral to Dahlia

luar-ke - moon

r'ka - fire

yeyin - brave

oomani-di - human woman

dtai'kai'-dte - hunt

bpi-de - end

kiande amedha - hard meat (Xenomorphs)

chiva - trial

Dahlia 'moonfire' flower is named for the flame-like red centers of it's light orange flower petals.

[nastya-sokolova-2002]



[Yakko, Wakko, and Zubi are sitting in the living room]





[Dot and Skippy runs around the tower screaming]





Wakko: SHUT UP! If you gotta act like savages, do it outside





Dot: Come on, guys





[Dot, Skippy, and Zubi march off. Down the hall. Into Wakko's bedroom Dot opens the closet, revealing Wakko's collection of sweaters]





Dot: Hold out your arms





[Skippy and Zubi holds out their arms as Dot loads them with sweaters]





Skippy: Oh, boy! Jungle supplies!





[In the backyard, Dot, Skippy, and Zubi are wearing the cut out sweaters as lioncloth (and headband for Zubi) while dancing]





Dot, Skippy and Zubi: (chants in Swahili)





Skippy: This fun, Dot-tunga!





Dot: Right on, Skip-samba!





[The three continue their dancing and chanting]





[Wakko spots his ransacked closet]





Wakko: What the... Why those little...!





[Wakko dashes off. Outside, Dot, Skippy, and Zubi continue their dancing and chanting]







Wakko: DOTTTTTT!!!!!!!







[Back to the three dancing]







Dot: Uh-oh







[The trio zip off. Dot and Skippy swing through the trees on vines made of tied-together sweater pieces (Zubi hangs onto Dot's neck)







[Wakko, arms outstretched, eyes squinting and teeth clenched, runs fill tilt below. Dot, Skippy, and Zubi hide behind a bush and watch as Wakko steps into the noose of a trap, made of sweater pieces of of course]





Wakko: Whoa!!!



[Wakko hangs upside down before the three]





Dot: Greetings, Howana





Skippy: We come in peace





Wakko: [trying to stay calm] Dot, get me down from here





Zubi: But then he'll kill us





Dot: Hmm...





[Later that evening, Dot, Skippy, and Zubi sit on the couch watching TV]





TV: [wild applause] Now, go home! Go home!





[We pull back to see out the window, where silhouetted against the moon, Wakko swings by one foot]





Wakko: [in the distance] Dot!





[The sweater breaks and Wakko lands on his head]

173:So funny. X)

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

LET ME REMIND YOU OF THE EROS BLURBS

my lioncloth king

[alisha-barik]

A Kiss in Me.

I want that bent stem in me,

that flower that ignited passion.

But do you see me, as a singing maniac?

I am really into love, but not that flesh.

I want you to sink your deep breath. Into me.

I want you to whisper into my ear, “speaking me, is your lips.”

I want you to touch those lips.

And then kiss me in a velvet, black satin lioncloth dress.

That dress is made of velvet.

And I will wear those high heels. Those shoes.

The perfect temperature of your blues.

And the rhythmic exchange between me and you.

I want you to touch my hair as I flip it on in a pony tail.

That kiss in me is your ignited passion.

Because while I love you,

I know you still won’t ever love me.

The way I am in this world. I am full of myself.

And that phase in me is just temporary.

That love in me is just pure.

Too hard for you to know.

Because I am difficult to comprehend.

Love, Alisha

[boorat]

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